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"QUINN!" Rachel yelled from the upstairs window. Her mind was still foggy but she was able to pick up key words from Brittany's explanation of what was going on to give her enough sense to run to the window and watch the battle playing out. Her heart dropped into the pit of her stomach when she saw Quinn drop like a rock from several hundred feet in the air. No matter how 'super' Quinn was, Rachel knew that fall was devastating. And the fact that the blonde didn't move after impact did nothing to help her nerves.
Rachel turned around, crashing into her friend, and started running towards the door, intent on checking to make sure Quinn was ok. Brittany's long legs quickly ate up the distance and she wrapped her arms around the smaller woman's waist holding her back.
"Let go! Brittany let go of me!" Rachel screamed while struggling trying to get out of the blonde's embrace.
Brittany cursed when one of Rachel's flailing elbows hit her across the face. Still, the blonde kept her arms locked around the girl's midsection. "Rachel, fuck, stop!"
As much as Rachel wanted to listen to the taller blonde, the need to run outside was overwhelming her. "Just let go, I've got to get to her! Don't you see?"
Brittany grunted and used all her strength to drag Rachel back inside the bedroom. She held Rachel close and whispered into Rachel's ear fiercly, "No, no...she told me stay here…with you. And damnit, I will follow it. She wants to keep you safe and so do I. Going out there won't do us any good. You would die. Do you hear me?" she shook the brunette roughly as if that would get the message across quicker. Tears prickled the back of her blue eyes.
By the time Santana made it back outside in full armor, she was able to watch in horror as Quinn's body thudded to the ground seemingly lifeless. The Latina screamed and sent out a large flux of her energy to get the creature's attention. At the moment they were stalking towards her Commander's body. The two Shriekers turned their attention to the other warrior that appeared.
Santana took to the sky with a running leap and used her powerful wings to tackle one of the Shriekers in midair. Their two bodies collided with a thunderous clap.
Rachel sagged dejectedly against the blonde's body and shuddered trying to take deep breathes to calm herself. "I do….it just hurts…" came the whisper of a reply. Rachel didn't know what was wrong with her but she just knew she needed to go Quinn. Just then a resounding clap startled the women. The looked at each other, and then ran back to the window.
Shrieking cries and the free falling feeling filled Santana's body. The creature clawed at the warrior as they both tumbled down toward the earth at an alarming rate. Santana winced as the razor sharp claws sliced cleanly through her exposed skin. She brought a leg up and kicked it's underbelly while using the pommel of the sword she knocked it across the temple. The Shrieker roared in pain and used its wings to latch onto the Latina's wings, locking them in a deadly roll. Santana struggled to move her weight around so she was on top of the creature. Dark eyes spotted the ground speeding up to meet them. She quickly brought her sword between them and buried the tip deep into the monsters' chest. With a scream, she kicked off the thrashing Shrieker and used her muscular wings to push off the beast and into the sky. A split second later, the impaled creature pounded into the dirt with a crash; dead.
Santana's eyes found the other creature flying straight towards her in outrage. She angled her wings and dove down to retrieve her sword. She landed on her feet and bounced to soak up the force. Her hand grabbed onto the hilt and she pulled hard sending black ooze flying everywhere. She turned and cried out in pain as the last creature was upon her. It dug its hind claws into her thighs, effectively pinning her. It's forelimbs dug into Santana's shoulders. Even though the woman's shoulder plates protected her from most of the deadly claws, one managed to find it's way under the metal and into the soft tissue of her left shoulder. Instinctively Santana's grip tightened her sword hilt; it was her last lifeline.
The creature bellowed in her face, dripping saliva on her face. Using the last of her reserves, Santana let out an anguished cry and lifted her sword, edge side up, under the Shrieker's wing and into it's flesh. Hot, warm liquid instantly soaked Santana's sword arm. The creature bucked and tried to bash it's head into the fallen woman's with its horns. Santana wiggled her head side to side, barely avoiding the lethal weapons.
Fuck! Santana screamed as the Shrieker used it's dying strength to bury it's three inch long claw further into her shoulder. Santana brought up her legs and kicked the dead animal off her. She dropped her sword and wrapped both hands around the limb that penetrated her shoulder. With a pull, the claw slowly slid out with a sickening, squishy, pop. The Latina thought she was going to pass out; fresh warm blood oozed out of the wound starting to drench the grass under her.
With her injured arm and shoulder close to her body, Santana rolled over onto her knees. She pulled her sword free and slid it back into it's sheath on her back. Breathing heavily, the woman struggled to her feet and limped her way to her fallen Commander. Immediately Santana felt for a pulse. Oh thank the Maker Santana thought. Very faintly she could feel a slow pulse on the blonde's neck.
Black spots littered the tan woman's vision and she fought the exhaustion trying to take over her battered body. In the distance she heard the front door to the safe house open. Brittany and Rachel were running toward her and Quinn.
Brittany gasped at the sight of the bloody Latina, "Oh my god….where are you bleeding? Are you ok?"
Santana winced as nimble fingers touched her shoulder wound, "Yeah…just…the fucker found it's way under my breastplate."
Rachel scrambled to Quinn's side. She choked back a sob. Santana lifted her head and spoke to the distraught brunette, "She's alive. Barely, but she's still breathing."
Rachel couldn't trust her voice yet, so she nodded in understanding and carefully examined the blonde's body. Scratches and dark bruises littered her smooth skin. Inky black blood soaked her breast plate and exposed arms and legs. She didn't have any open wounds like Santana, but Rachel feared internal bleeding and any damage done to her spine.
Santana coughed, wheezed and swayed unsteadily. Brittany carefully ducked under the woman's uninjured arm and let her lean on her. Santana blinked and spoke carefully, "Come on…we need…to get inside."
Rachel perked up, "We can't move Quinn. We have no idea what kind of damage was done during the fall!"
Santana breathed heavier and heavier, "I know…but…we need to go inside now. The portal is still open into this realm and I don't think those were the last two. If we don't leave now, she won't be alive no matter what. We can drag her to the house….I don't think I can fly right now," she finished softly looking down.
Rachel frowned and knew she had no choice. Santana was right. She leaned down, grabbed the fallen woman's sword and slid it into her armor, and then draped the unconscious blonde's arm over her shoulder. Brittany walked over and took the other arm over her free shoulder. Together, the four women moved towards the house as a unit.
They had just reached the house when Santana sensed two more beast slip into the human realm. Santana cursed mentally and tried shake off her growing headache. She was still losing a lot of blood quickly. She leaned into Brittany and watched Rachel gently set Quinn against the bottom step of the staircase.
"We can't stay here….there's more coming," both Rachel and Brittany looked at her quickly absorbing what that meant.
"What are we going to do…"Rachel yelled frantically. With Quinn down and with the shape Santana was in they would be sitting ducks.
"I don't know…" Santana said honestly. She was having a hard time thinking with the pain throbbing from her shoulder, the sticky liquid dripping down her side, and the killer headache taking over her thoughts.
"There's got to be something…come on Santana think…what can we do?" Brittany tried to say calmly, even though she was terrified. She spared a glance back outside the door and could barely make out to large shapes running towards the house. Wide blue eyes begged Santana to have the answer.
"Hold on, hold on. Give me a moment…" Santana's forehead scrunched.
"I hate to break it to you but we don't have a moment here…" Brittany insisted in a panicked voice.
The two humans jumped when twin shrieks roared in the distance. Santana only flinched; it reminded her of the shitty situation they were stuck in. There was only one thing she could think of doing, but she wasn't sure if she had enough energy left to do it or if it would actually work.
Santana's heart thudded at so many uncertainties, but this was the only out she could think of. "Quickly, Rachel, wrap your arms around Quinn. Brittany, wrap your arms around Rachel." She ordered. The two women scrambled to follow her bidding. Santana limped toward the two women and wrapped her arms around Brittany and Quinn. They formed a small circle.
"Whatever you see or hear, do not let go of each other or me." Santana said softly. The ground shook beneath them as if a cavalry of horses were stampeding their way.
Brittany and Rachel nodded in understanding. Santana closed her eyes and lowly muttered words that the two women guessed to be, in her native language. The harsh sounding words stopped and a flash of light filled the entryway, temporarily blinding the women. Roaring filled their ears and they felt their bodies being stretched and sucked into a chasm.
After what felt like an eternity the women dropped onto a hard surface. The shock caused the women to collapse to the ground; their legs unable to support them. Rachel clung to Quinn and landed next to her face down into…dirt. Rachel groaned and sat up spitting out what dirt managed to find its way into her mouth. She looked around and saw Brittany near her slowly moving around. Dark eyes looked back down at Quinn who seemed to be in a blissful state. It terrified Rachel.
"Santana?" Brittany said, while shaking the woman's shoulder. There was no reply. Brittany's heart sank, "Santana…SANTANA!" she screamed helplessly. She knew the woman was losing too much blood. Whatever she had done must have sucked whatever energy she had left. Her fingers searched for a pulse and sighed in relief when she found one.
Rachel stood up and looked around. She didn't recognize this place at all, "Brittany…Brittany…is Santana ok?"
"I don't know. I think she just passed out. She has a steady heartbeat," Brittany replied unevenly.
Rachel turned her head quickly to Santana and cursed, "Fuck. Fuck it all. Brittany…where the hell are we?"
The blonde in question looked up at Rachel and then looked around. They were in the middle of a barren wasteland. Black rocks littered the area as far as the eye could see.
Brittany groaned, "Shit"
Oh no! What the hell are they going to do now? Stay tuned!
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